quinta-feira, 29 de janeiro de 2009

Doves - Snowden


Do album "Some Cities" 05

I said man, can you help me out?
Bring me back to love
Bring me back to life

Oh why should I care?

I said how, could you keep me out?
Without a wish to share
So without a doubt

Oh then why should I care?

We have been warned
It's a classic sign
It's a wicked mind
With an axe to grind

When is it our, our turn?
So why should we care?

Yeah we have been warned
It's a classic sign
Why should we care?

If this is our last summer
Oh then why should we care?

If this could be our last summer
Then why should we care?

Máquina do Tempo


Momentos Kodak ah...ou não...

quarta-feira, 28 de janeiro de 2009

Tool - Schism



Do album "Lateralus" 01

I know the pieces fit cuz I watched them fall away
Mildewed and smoldering. Fundamental differing.
Pure intention juxtaposed will set two lovers souls in motion
Disintegrating as it goes testing our communication
The light that fueled our fire then has burned a hole between us so
We cannot see to reach an end crippling our communication.

I know the pieces fit cuz I watched them tumble down
No fault, none to blame it doesn't mean I don't desire to
Point the finger, blame the other, watch the temple topple over.
To bring the pieces back together, rediscover communication

The poetry that comes from the squaring off between,
And the circling is worth it.
Finding beauty in the dissonance.

There was a time that the pieces fit, but I watched them fall away.
Mildewed and smoldering, strangled by our coveting
I've done the math enough to know the dangers of our second guessing
Doomed to crumble unless we grow, and strengthen our communication.

Cold silence has a tendency to atrophy any
Sense of compassion
Between supposed lovers/brothers

Pensamento


"Tens mais qualidades que tu mesmo crês; mas para saber se as moedas são de bom ouro tens fazê-las rodar, fazê-las circular. Gasta o teu tesouro."

Gregorio Maranón

segunda-feira, 26 de janeiro de 2009

The Beach Boys - Wouldn't it be nice



Wouldnt it be nice if we were older
Then we wouldnt have to wait so long
And wouldnt it be nice to live together
In the kind of world where we belong

You know its gonna make it that much better
When we can say goodnight and stay together

Wouldnt it be nice if we could wake up
In the morning when the day is new
And after having spent the day together
Hold each other close the whole night through

Happy times together weve been spending
I wish that every kiss was neverending
Wouldnt it be nice

Maybe if we think and wish and hope and pray it might come true
Baby then there wouldnt be a single thing we couldnt do
We could be married
And then wed be happy

Wouldnt it be nice

You know it seems the more we talk about it
It only makes it worse to live without it
But lets talk about it
Wouldnt it be nice

"If you want somethin' dont ask for nothin', if you want nothin' dont ask for somethin'"

Arcade Fire

domingo, 25 de janeiro de 2009

Foo Fighters with Jimmy Page & John Paul Jones- Rock & Roll Live at Wembley



Its been a long time since I rock and rolled,
Its been a long time since I did the stroll.
Ooh, let me get it back, let me get it back,
Let me get it back, baby, where I come from.
Its been a long time, been a long time,
Been a long lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely time.
Yes it has.
Its been a long time since the book of love,
I cant count the tears of a life with no love.
Carry me back, carry me back,
Carry me back, baby, where I come from.
Its been a long time, been a long time,
Been a long lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely time.
Seems so long since we walked in the moonlight,
Making vows that just cant work right.
Open your arms, opens your arms,
Open your arms, baby, let my love come running in.
Its been a long time, been a long time,
Been a long lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely time.

Pensamento


"O requisito para o êxito é a prontidão das decisões"

Francis Bacon

quinta-feira, 22 de janeiro de 2009

Revol _ __Stop Man Ao vivo na SicRadical


Mitos vivos na SicRadical...reparem no pormenor das calças dobradas do baterista!! Isto tém uma explicação lógica, por vezes as calças quando são largas podem fazer com que o pedal da bateria fique preso nas calças...ou não ;)

Do EP "Lover" 04



You’ve pushed me into
Into your sky
Now I can’t go out
Please die, die, die

You man, you’ve been caged for a long time
You man, you’ve been waiting all your life

It may sound too strange
But you don’t belong here
I am nothing of what you see
The love I want is out of me

Hey man, get out of your sickness
Hey man, they don’t understand and they never will

It may sound too strange
But you don’t belong here
You were a victim of your lonely inside...

Love inside
Is a mirror of what you find
In a season to let you down
And nothing is like you want

Stop man, they’ll never break the chains of your heart
Stop man, one day they’ll regret what they did

Through Time and Space

quarta-feira, 21 de janeiro de 2009

pj harvey & thom yorke 'this mess we're in'




This Mess We’re In( thom yorke )
Can you hear them
The helicopters
I’m in new york
No need for words now
We sit in silence
You look me
In the eye directly
You met me
I think it’s wednesday
The evening
The mess we’re in
And ooooh...

( pj harvey )
The city sunset over me
The city sunset over me

( thom yorke )
Night and day
I dream of
Making love
To you now baby
Love making
On screen
Impossible dream
And I have seen
The sunrise over the river
The freeway
Reminding of
This mess we’re in
And ooooh...

( pj harvey )
The city sunset over me
The city sunset over me

( pj harvey )
The city sunset over me
The city sunset over me

( pj talking / thom singing...together )
What were you wanting / what was he wanted
I just wanna say
Don’t ever change now baby
I’d thank you
I don’t think we will meet again
And you must leave now
Before the sun rises
Above the skycrapers
And the city landscape comes into view
Swell on my skin
Oh
This mess we’re in
Ooooh...

( pj harvey )
The city sunset over me
The city sunset over me
The city sunset over me
The city sunset over me

The Fast Show - Very drunk


Mais uma grande Britcom, já com alguns anos...

Silverchair - If You Keep Losing Sleep



Do album "Young Modern" 07

If you keep losing sleep over other lovers
If you keep losing me you're gonna be bored
If you're up chimney sweep under rubble covers
If you keep counting sheep and being adored

You're a tombstone in the mud
Playing twister in a bubble again
I need a breath a wind so pure
To dry up the mud over me
To be reborn not born again
Erase my regret from the start
Shot the model
Flaking temporary skin you're no burden
Such reduction
Such seductive silent wine hop scotch trigger

If you keep losing sleep over other lovers
If you keep losing me are you gunna be
If you're up chimney sweep under rubble covers
If you keep losing me

You're a tombstone in the mud
Playing twister in a bubble again
If you keep losing sleep over other lovers
If you keep losing me you're gonna be
If you keep losing sleep over other lovers
If you keep losing me

O Elefante Que Pinta Elefantes!!

segunda-feira, 19 de janeiro de 2009

Interpol - Evil


Do album "Antics" 04

Rosemary
Heaven restores you in life
Coming with me
Through the aging, the fearing, the strife
It's the smiling on the package
It's the faces in the sand
It's the thought that holds you upwards
Embracing me with two hands
Right will take you places
Yeah maybe to the beach
When your friends they do come crying
Tell them how your pleasure's set up on slow-release

Hey wait
Great smile
sensitive to faith not
Denial
But hey who's on trial?

It took a life span with no cell mate
The long way back
Saying, why can't we look the other way?

We speaks about travel
Yeah, we think about the land
We smile like all people
Feeling real tan
I could take you places
Do you need a new man?
Wipe the pollen from the faces
Make revision to a dream while you wait in the van

Hey wait
Great smile
sensitive to faith not
Denial
But hey who's on trial?

It took a life spent with no cell mate
To find the long way back
Saying, why can't we look the other way?
You're weightless, you are exotic
You need something for which to care
Saying, why can't we look the other way?

Leave some shards under the belly
Lay some grease inside my hand
It's a sentimental jury
And the makings of a good plan
You've come to love me nightly
Yeah you've come to hold me tight
Is this motion everlasting
Or do shutters pass in the night?

Rosemary
Oh heaven restores you in life
I spent a lifespan with no cell mate
The long way back
Saying "why can't we look the other way?"
You're weightless, semi-erotic
You need someone to take you there
Saying, hey,why can't we look the other way?
Why can't we just play the other game?
Why can't we just look the other way?

Pensamento


"A alegria é a pedra filosofal que tudo converte em ouro"

Benjamin Franklin

domingo, 18 de janeiro de 2009

Garbage - Milk



Do album "Garbage" 95

I am milk
I am red hot ketchup
And I am cool
Cool as the deep blue ocean

I am lost
So I am cruel
But I’d be love and sweetness
If I had you

I’m waiting
I’m waiting for you
I’m waiting
I’m waiting for you

I am weak
But I am strong
I can use my tears to
Bring you home

I’m waiting
I’m waiting for you
I’m waiting
I’m waiting for you
I’m waiting
I’m waiting for you

I am milk
I am red hot ketchup
And I am cool
Cool as the deep blue ocean

I’m waiting
I’m waiting for you
I’m waiting
I’m waiting for you

Tropic Thunder





O melhor filme de guerra de sempre!! ;)

sexta-feira, 16 de janeiro de 2009

Underworld - Push Upstairs



Do album "Beacoup Fish" 98

Tina lives in berlin
Her voice so seldom
On my machine
Is here tonight
And Im on the market
And when Im on a market
Words move faster
Wire and clouds move
Thin between us
Like a skin
Like a salty skin
For a seed
A fat circles
A smiling smiling
Her voice so intentionally
Smiling
And a cloud between us
And these are my intentions
Pushing
Push
Ah ?
the blonde
Is carrying something
Is carrying me
And someone I used to be
Great plastic someone
Blue plastic girl
Your dream is
Pushing
Pushed away your body is
Pushing
Pushed away your
Come me for the unbelieve
Carry on song
Lipstick fodder
The boyfriend blond
Between the holes of sheets
Is professionally poised
Faces watching her
Shes watching the faces
Watching her
Pushin
Push
Pushing
Love
Ha
Pushing
Push
Push
Pushing
Love
Ha

Pensamento


"A amizade perfeita é a daqueles que se assemelham pela virtude, eles desajam-se mutuamente no bem e no mesmo sentido"

Aristóteles